The Comparison That Will Not Quiet Down
A classmate's LinkedIn update at 7 a.m. A cousin's wedding invitation. A friend's first home, photographed in golden light. The feeling arrives before the thought does, a low, specific dread that you are somehow late to your own life. The Bhagavad Gita was not written for this exact ache, and yet it addresses it with an accuracy that is almost unsettling, because the battlefield Arjuna stood on was also, at its root, a crisis of comparison: everyone else seemed to know their place, their role, their moment. He did not.
